Tylney Hall


Tylney Hall


nae doot, but I'm thinking the King himseP wad

be scant o' siller for the towmont to come, after

siccan an outlay. Ben the house, and but the

house, it's a' ane. There's to be lang boards out-

bye in the policy, wi' meat for ilka mou', and lang

settles eneuch for a' the doups in the parishrie.

My troth, I wuss we havena to sup lanten-kail

and pree barefut-broth after siccan a hirdum-

dirdum !


" And, of course," suggested Mrs. Hamilton,

" so much meat will want a little drink along

with it."

" Ou ay, mem," answered Tibbie eagerly, " the

yill, nae sma' trash, but the best o' the browst,

the yill's to be as free as dyke-water. Gin the

hale clamjamfry dinna get roarin' fou' it canna be

wyted on huz. And there's to be flags, and letting

aS cannons—and musickers and jowing o' bells

and a King Solomon's Temple— gude forgie 's

blawn up wi' fluflFgibs ! And

there's to be lamps

burnin' blue and red and green ule,—and the loch,

mem—the loch's to be turn'd into toddy, nae less,

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